Wind comes as she wills,
Match fifth two thousand and twenty third ,
Tonight it rained,
A March fifth first!
History can be written in weather,
It’s written just now by an Iowan Poet,
Global warming a bitch,
If mankind doesn’t get a grip on weather changes, it will not matter if we care and love Mother Earth and our home or not!
All homes even mobile.need.to stop using coal bi products,
All need to be solar,
What the heck mow thunder!
Jn my beloved Virginia,
Spring starts with lightning snow,
The lightning warms the earth, and planting can commence.
But this is northern Iowa and March is still winter,
Snow can fall until June!
Val Whitewolf 